Eennie Meenie
Music and lyrics by Craig David, T. Henry, L. Williams, and A. Lyons
On my way from the studio driving on my way home
Happy 'cause I'm
gonna see my girl tonight
Something messing with my radio
Gotta be my
cell phone ringing
I picked it up it was my girlfriend
But she wouldn't
talk to me no
I heard some bitching in the background saying
That my girl
was too good for me
And I was like what?
Why you chatting my name, say
it again
Nothing to hide got nothing to gain
People wanna front just because
of my fame
You better stop before I lose control
Had enough of your friends
and I'm letting you know
I'm Craig David and I'm running the show
And
if you're talking a lot of bull baby you got to go so...
Chorus
Eenie
meenie minie mo gonna miss you that I know
Girl it's been wonderful but I
gotta let you go
Eenie meenie minie mo getting kinda critical
Don't wanna
hurt you though but I gotta let you go
So tell me why you wanna do me
like that
Used to give you things now you're throwing 'em back
Access
to the visa, the keys to the flat
Widescreen TV, DVD's and that
All of
a sudden you be tippin' when I answer the phone
Talking all about me in angry
tone
Talking all about how I be doing you wrong, you're crazy
Whatever
happened to the good girl?
The one that was in to me
I wanna tell it to
your face girl
That one of us has to leave so
Chorus
twice
Well I'm just an ordinary guy, dealing with rumours and lies
But
you your friends keep on filling your head
With this nonsense and I can't
take no more
Craig David, she only after that was payslip
That's why
she got you pulling strange faces
Drinking Hennessy 'til your brain's wasted
She
don't wanna be the girl that Craig stays with
She just wanna be there while
Craig stays rich
She wouldn't be with him if he was paid basic and
She
wouldn't be there if he wasn't made famous
She had a gold digger degree she
must've studied for that
Wanted me to get her a mansion with a truck in the
back
Flood her with ice 'til a nigger like honey relax
Messiah bolical
ain't even got no money for that
All of a sudden you be tippin' on my cellular
phone
Talking about all of the women that be taking me home
Talking about
all of the women I supposedly bound, she crazy
You know what it is
You
give them an inch and they be taking the p***s
You fed up of it get rid of
the witch, don't be taking her shit
She wasn't saying this when he was licking
her lower lip
Making her throw a fit, put your fingers all over it
Tripping
all over you whenever you rock the show
Trying to get money 'cause she know
you got the dough
And the next time she trippin' fella you drop the phone
If
you're talking a lot of bull baby you got to go so...
Chorus twice
CRAIG DAVID
"Eenie Meenie"
Slicker Than Your Average